After all, Feng Tubiao was a general and went through a series of battles.

I still have the courage and my reaction is adequate.

At that moment, he shouted urgently: "Si Niang, it's me!"

Unexpectedly, the force of the dagger remained unchanged, and it was also accompanied by an angry cry: "A heartless thief!"

Feng Junhou was so frightened that he almost lost his mind and hid to the right as fast as he could in his life.

There was a "click", the tip of the dagger was raised again, and debris flew from the edge of the door.

Feng Yong saw it clearly and knew that it was made of Nanxiang's unique fine iron.

I cursed in my mind: Who is so bold as to use my fine iron to please my wise concubine?

Seeing Zhang Xingyi angrily stabbing her again with a dagger, Feng Yong was shocked and angry: "Sister, you want to murder your husband?"

"Bah! Shameless! Who is the real husband?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xingyi's face, which was flushed with anger, turned even redder. She cursed shamelessly, but her hands relaxed.

Feng Yong was able to take a breath and quickly stepped aside, "Si Niang, you have something to say."

It was a good thing that Feng Tuchel didn't say this. As soon as he said this, Zhang Xingyi suddenly remembered what a certain thief said to him at the dinner table, and his anger suddenly arose again.

"When you were saying thank you to me in front of me, did you ever think about speaking properly?"

Is it tolerable or not?

Holding the dagger tightly in his little hand, he pressed forward again.

But now that she has lost the opportunity, how can Feng Yong let her get her wish easily?

If you don't retreat but advance instead, you will want to seize the white blade with your bare hands.

Zhang Xingyi had a sneer on his face, as if he had expected it. He blocked with his left hand and kicked forward with his right foot.

Seeing that the exclusive hand-binding technique was actually broken, Feng Tubiao's eyes widened immediately: "Impossible!"

Is this still justified?

If he lost the opportunity again, Feng Tibi had no choice but to retreat in embarrassment.

It doesn’t make sense!

How does this little girl seem to know that my tricks are average?

Obviously I only teach Guan Ji to one person...

Thinking of the big-bellied woman, and seeing Zhang Xingyi's proud look, Feng Yong suddenly realized: I was most likely tricked by my own big-bellied woman!

Either Siniang managed to steal the Feng family’s secret skills from Big Belly Woman!

I have figured it out, but it is of no use on how to solve the immediate crisis.

Seeing that the bright knife was about to stab him again, Feng Yong burst out with a strong desire to live: "I gave birth to you to show my life, you gave birth to me, Siniang, I am already old,"

His expression was sad and miserable, "God's will plays tricks on people."

Zhang Xingyi paused for a moment, but then gritted his teeth and wanted to come again.

"You hate that I was born early, and I hate that you were born late."

Zhang Xingyi's eyes flashed faintly, and his hand movements slowed down by two minutes.

"We have traveled thousands of miles to see each other, but we have not arrived yet. On the 30th day of the month, I miss each other every night."

"Shameless!"

Zhang Xingyi gritted his teeth and cursed.

Although she was cursing like this, when she heard this article, she immediately thought of the song "Peach Blossom Song" where "the human face goes nowhere", and her heart trembled.

These two articles are a perfect match.

Zhang Xingyi only felt that his body was a little soft and his strength seemed to have disappeared.

Feng Yong couldn't see the change in her, so he immediately stepped forward to meet her, reached out his hand, held her wrist, and easily snatched the dagger from her hand.

Zhang Xingyi staggered and fell into his arms.

"I should kill you..."

Zhang Xingyi cried, but hugged him tightly.

Feng Yong took a long breath, put the dagger on the table next to him, and finally hugged her and murmured: "I'm sorry..."

Zhang Xingyi cried louder.

I don’t know how long it took, but the voice in my arms gradually became quieter, and finally became silent.

Feng Yong's legs were numb. He turned as far as possible and saw Zhang Xingyi's eyes tightly closed. He didn't know whether he was asleep or unwilling to come out of his arms.

He hesitated for a moment, then bent down and carried her to the couch, and was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xingyi suddenly stretched out his hand to hold him, "Don't leave."

"I thought you were asleep."

"If you cry for too long, you will become confused. If you move, you will wake up."

Zhang Xingyi said as he sat up from the couch.

After she cried, she felt much calmer and even rubbed her somewhat red eyes with the back of her hand.

Feng Yong then sat on the edge of the couch, reached into his arms, took out something, and put it in her hand: "This is for you."

"What's this?"

Zhang Xingyi took the small object and saw that it was about the size of a finger. It was white and smooth. It looked like it had been played with often. There was also a word he didn't recognize engraved on it.

"I asked someone about the thing Han Qiu had on him. It's an ancient thing, and the words engraved on it are Korean characters in small seal script. It's my trophy."

Feng Yong pulled her to sit down, "I didn't bring you anything good when I went out this time, so I'll give this to you."

Zhang Xingyi's face finally showed a look of joy for the first time, but he said: "Hey, there is no sincerity in giving me the things of a dead person."

As he spoke, he carefully hid it in his arms.

Seeing that she didn't dislike her, Feng Yong dared to hold her hand and said, "Siniang, thank you for these days."

This time I went on an expedition and encountered an unexpected danger. Although it was a near miss, if it weren't for Zhang Xingyi, Guan Ji would definitely know about it.

Guan Jihuai is pregnant, and the most important thing is to avoid emotional instability. If she knows that Feng Yong is in danger, who knows whether an accident will happen in a desperate situation?

Zhang Xingyi snorted, "My sister is inconvenient, so I helped you. What does this have to do with you?"

"Yes, yes. I was wrong. Si Niang has always been kind-hearted and considerate of others. She is really a good woman that is hard to find in the world."

Feng Yong quickly flattered.

The corners of Zhang Xingyi's mouth curled up slightly, but she refused to let him go.

"When I first met you, I told you that you were clever and charming, and I was scolded by my aunt. Now it seems that I was right."

Feng Yong said shamelessly, "What I just said was my sincere praise for Siniang, so why did it become a rhetorical statement? Siniang is very smart. It's not an exaggeration to say that she is Zhuge among women. Can't you hear the truth?"

Zhang Xingyi was so coaxed by this person that she felt happy and snorted again: "What weird thing are you talking about? What does Zhuge among the girls mean?"

Feng Yong came up to him and whispered with a smile on his face: "This prime minister is extremely talented, and there are very few people in the world who can rival him. Zhuge among women means that the fourth mother is unparalleled in intelligence and can be regarded as a female prime minister."

Zhang Xingyi's eyes turned into crescent moons and he said, "How dare I use a name like Zhuge among girls? If I say it, I'm not afraid of being laughed at and being arrogant."

Her eyes flickered and she looked at Feng Yong, her eyes full of suspicion, "You are coaxing me like this, do you have something to ask of me again?"

Whenever this person seeks something from himself, he remains like this and has not changed at all.

"The matter of Pingxiang depends on Siniang. If I don't go to Siniang, who else can I go to?"

Feng Yong flattered her again, "When I came back, I saw that Pingxiang was prosperous. All of this is due to Siniang's well-planned plan, which shows her ability."

The smile on Zhang Xingyi's face finally could no longer be concealed. Although she knew that this person was flattering her, she still felt a little uneasy in her heart.

If it were anyone else, she wouldn't be like this, but this person was very different from others in her heart.

She glanced at Feng Yong with disdain and said, "If you have anything to say, just tell me! This flattering look is annoying!"

Feng Yong hurriedly approached, "Actually, Si Niang also knows about this matter. It is the incident about Hao Zhao that Han Qiu revealed. Si Niang, tell me, how likely is it to be true?"

"Also, what I am most confused about is, since Han Chou hates the big man so much, why would he tell me this news?

Zhang Xingyi had long known about this from exchanges of secret letters.

So she also thought about it for a long time. When Feng Yong asked about it, she immediately said: "I think it is true that Hao Zhao wants to die."

"After all, if Hao Zhao dies, even if Liangzhou wants to hide it, they can only hide it for two or three months at most, and they can always find out in the end."

"It doesn't make much sense for Han Qiu to use this to deceive A Lang. What we have to worry about is why he said this to A Lang."

Feng Yong nodded, "I think so too. It's just that I've been thinking about it all my life in this industry, but I can't figure out why he wants to help us."

Zhang Xingyi pondered for a moment, and then said: "Han Chou has a grudge against the Han Dynasty, and now he wants to help the Han Dynasty take Liangzhou. This means that for him, the Han Chou taking Liangzhou is worse than the Han Chou not being able to take Liangzhou.

Be advantageous."
To be continued...